I opened a new book today and immediately was struck by the words of the preface (I haven't even gotten to the meat of the book yet, but I already know it's exactly written for me. I'll share more about it with you later this month.).
"The One who calls Himself the Great I Am actually is. Right here.
And it's this God who has given you the beauty ache, that ravishing desire to find good in the mess, to hunt for glory in the grime. When you go looking for beauty and hunting for glory, you'll discover again and again the realness of Him: the God who is here and is not silent. The One who all the while-- when you were grappling around in a fallen, wrecked-up world-- was there."
This. This is why I'm seeking out the beauty, poetry, rhythm, grace of this one ordinary life I have. Because if I don't, the hard stuff will overtake me and my life will be one big complaint (which it sometimes already feels like).
The good stuff is always there. But sometimes, it's quiet. Too quiet to be noticed under the loud struggles of tantrums and spills and fights. But it's there. It's always there. This month I'm working on hushing up the hard stuff and amplifying the goodness.
This is Day 6 of 31 Days of the Life Poetic. View the other posts in this series here.
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